How beautiful! You certainly have a talent for poetry Wild Rose! The imagery in this poem is absolutely wonderful. Keep writing and posting

Very nice Wild Rose. I enjoyed reading your poem and look forward to reading more.

Bravo!

Windsong

Lovely, wild rose!! Very beautiful!!

wild rose, that's is so epic and beautiful! I love it. I hope you write more!

thank you eveyone I'm so glad you liked it. Here's another one that I wrote

The Call of a Dryad
The rain is falling gently down
On this delightful summer eve
Come, forget the arrangements you have made
And take an evening stroll with me

Feel the rain upon your face
As it purifies the evening air
Feel it as it gently pours
Making all around green and fair

Come, come remove your shoes
Of them you have no need
Remove your socks and with delight
Feel the wet mud with your bare feet

Come with me into my palace
Come, come great and small
Come, come the rain you need not fear
The summer rain is good for all

The trees will form the palace roof
The grass the palace floor
And the flowers are the jewels
Tell me, is there need for something more

Leave behind you cares
Do what I know you should
Come and feel the summer rain
And stroll with me in the evening wood

Oh, that's so beautiful!! It's so light and free, just like a Dryad!! I almost wanted to jump up and fly away just reading it!! Wonderful!!

thanks
This one is from King Caspian's point of view as he is sailing away on the Dawn Treader, heading out to open sea in search of the lost Lords, and he takes one look back

One Last Look

The sun is making it’s downward journey
And casts its last light upon the sea
And as I stand and watch it sink
I wonder what tomorrow will hold for me

I am sailing into the unkown
I know not what lies ahead
I am sailing to the east
Fulfilling a promise I once said

To find the Lords that have long been lost
To Aslan I made this vow
And I will sail till I’ve found them all
Even though I am not sure how

I know not what lies ahead
But that will never stop me
I will not allow the quest to end
Because of my uncertainty

Onward, onward will I sail
To do what I know I must
And I have little fear or worry
For in Aslan I put my trust

Tomorrow the sun will rise
In the direction that I do sail
And if I look ahead and not behind
I know my heart will not fail

Farewell sun, tomorrow you will rise
And will greet me with your rays
And I will smile that by your guide
I will sail yet another day

oh these are awesome! I like "One Last Look" the best!

thank you

I wrote this one when I was in a very foolish mood

A Eustace Complaint

Oh wretched mess that I am in
Thanks to those Pevensies
Who dragged me from my blessed room
Into some boat upon the sea

And now I am stuck with all them
And they are a rotten bunch
And I must sit and bear their jokes
And the disgusting food they served for lunch

How proud they are of this toy boat
It is really nothing more
Well their pride will come to a fall
As it always has before

They have with them a dreadful mouse
Who talks a dreadful lot
I have told them to tie him up
But of course….they did not

Oh bother there’s the dinner bell
I suppose I should go and dine
But mark my words I will come back
And finish this little rhyme

I love it, Rose! Feels just like it could have been a part of the journal he keeps in VDT, great work

thank you

This is a poem from Queen Helen's point of view, as she looks on her baby daughter, who I am assuming is the first human girl born in Narnia

Queen Helen, On the Birth of Her First Daughter

My little angel come at last
You fill me with joy untold
My dear, you are the first girl
To be born in this magic world

You are so pure, so sweet
My darling little dear
How glad I am that you are mine
How blessed to hold you dear

Now you are small but you will grow
Learn to speak and walk
And you will play with the animals
For you know my dear, they talk

The dryads will sing you to sleep
With their voices soft and calm
The fauns will play music for you
And you can dance all day long

Your father and I are here for you
Should you need help when in distress
Life has just started for you
Welcome to Narnia, my little princess

wild rose, you have talent!
"A Eustace Complaint" made me laugh so hard!
I love them all! keep up the good work!

Hey wild rose,

You are on a roll. I liked all of your new offerings. I enjoy the light-hearted feel that you put into your words. I look forward to reading more of your work soon.

Windsong

thank you everyone

this next poem was inspired by a picture drawn by Beginte.http://forum.narniaweb.com/viewtopic.php?f=11&t=2414 I saw it and came up with this rhyme (I hope you don't mind Beginte ) although in my poem it features a still young Corin who is perhaps experiancing his very first crush. I was always under the impression that Lucy was quite older than Corin, (maybe five to seven years) maybe not, but that is the way I put it in the poem
It's a really silly poem but I thought there wouldn't be any harm in posting it

(Corin)
Queen Lucy, I have a confession to make
I’ve waited long enough
I’ve kept it for a while now
And keeping it has been tough

You know I’m not a child anymore
I am growing everyday
Soon I will be twelve
And am taller than I was yesterday

And now since I am grown
I have made up my mind
That you are the queen I should like
One day to be mine

(Lucy)
Oh Corin, Corin, you silly lad
My dear, you are still a child
You still are so young in heart
And do things rather wild

You are still young, still a boy
You have a ways to go
And though enchanted by your flattery
Young Corin, my response is no

(Corin)
I’m not a child, I have grown up
You yourself said so
Come now, just one kiss

(Lucy)
Corin, I said no

(Corin)
Is it so hard

(Lucy)
Hard, of course not you foolish one
But trust me when I say
There is no point in it being done

(Corin)
But Lucy

(Lucy)
Now Corin, stop your fretting
And behaving so absurd
Of this childish folly
I will hear not another word

(Corin)
Why Lucy dear, my heart is broken
Now tell me what shall I do

(Lucy)
Get some sense in your head
And fill it with wisdom too

Corin, you know very well
You have a ways to grow
Now don’t you roll your eyes at me
I speak the truth you know

(Corin)
Well Lucy, if you cannot say yes now
You know I can wait a longer while
Till the day you look at me
And say I’m no longer a child

(Lucy)
Oh Corin, you stubborn boy
Whatever has gotten into your head
Come my dear it is late
You must run off to bed